“Salutations at
Nature's Door”
By Anglia Emmendorfer
Beauty felt through
another's eyes
Yearn to share through nature's door.
Solitude fills the air while nature's
raptures grace the soul,
Unbounded melody of sounds,
Endless fragrances pure in the mountain aura,
Cleanses the palate with each breathe taken.
The campfire glows and pine smells
Lead the song of laughter.
Unkempt bandits creep in the night
To rob leftovers from the nightly meals.
Sense nature's glorious graces held near the
heart and cherished by the soul.
Standing ovation from those you have touched.
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Yearn to share through nature's door.
Solitude fills the air while nature's
raptures grace the soul,
Unbounded melody of sounds,
Endless fragrances pure in the mountain aura,
Cleanses the palate with each breathe taken.
The campfire glows and pine smells
Lead the song of laughter.
Unkempt bandits creep in the night
To rob leftovers from the nightly meals.
Sense nature's glorious graces held near the
heart and cherished by the soul.
Standing ovation from those you have touched.
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